Chapter 87
In that instant, both faces turned pale.
One belonged to Namgoong Jangyang, Commander of the Red Dragon Division and supervisor of the clan’s martial training. The other was Yun Solran, the one who had instructed him from behind the scenes.
Yun Solran quickly wiped the panic from her expression.
“What are you saying, Soryong? That the Red Dragon Commander never taught Seolhwa our swordsmanship?”
The Commander stared at Yun Solran with eyes wide as lanterns.
She hastily sent a voice transmission.
— Don’t even think of stepping forward. I need to survive this first—only then can you hope to.
But it was too late for the Red Dragon Commander. With Soryong’s slip, the truth was out—and there was no undoing it now.
Realizing this, he lowered his head, swallowing back the fury rising in his chest.
He burned with rage at Yun Solran’s shameless bid to save herself alone. But even now, she was the only ally he had left.
“She only trained on the striking dummies! She never even learned the Threefold Sword Forms! How could she possibly know the Namgoong sword techniques? There’s... there’s got to be a mistake—huh!”
“What did you just say?”